"Looks like it. I'd hoped that Ted would be helping too, but Lester says it isn't in the cards. We may have this, alone, for the duration. Let's meet here tomorrow morning at 8. No, make it 9:30. Lester won't be in that early."Sam then called Douglas Ferguson, arranged to meet him in front of Emma's house at 5:30, and told him Susan Hatfield would also be there. He called Susan at her office and she agreed to meet him at Emma's. He had warned both that the press might be around Emma's house, and urged them to say nothing.Doug and Susan were waiting outside when Sam arrived. No press. Sam looked skyward gratefully and greeted the pair. Using Doug's key, they entered the house.Nothing in the house appeared to Sam to be amiss. Emma's friends confirmed that all looked normal. Asking Doug and Susan to roam around, but not to disturb anything, Sam began in the bedroom, searching it thoroughly. Everything he saw conveyed an impression consistent with what he'd been told. It was the bedroom. We were only on the second floor, but I desperately waited for the elevator with my mom. It seemed to take an eternity to arrive, but it finally arrived and we walked in.I slammed the 2nd floor button and held my crotch in desperation. I was wearing a cute sundress with Mickey Mouse ears on it with white cotton panties underneath, so there was no real protection or room for any leaks or drips. Just when the elevator door opened and I moved to step out, I had stood up straight, and I immediately regretted doing so as as I did, I lost control. I peed and peed, and I couldn't stop it as I blushed a deep red embarrassed as a puddle formed underneath where I stood.I saw a look on my mom's face as I did so and knew that I had messed up. But she didn't say a word as we walked the rest of the way to the room. As soon as I entered, my mom walked over to the hotel phone and dialed a number talking to the front desk in order to get them to shut down and clean the elevator floor. I felt so.
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